Iron-blooded elixir

Chapter 679 How is it possible?

A mysterious place of Zhuhuang College, surrounded by the light of the rune array, emitting the light of the array, which looks mysterious and extraordinary.

This is a separate space. This space is not large. In the space, there is a strong breath of life. This is the breath of the life spring, and the level of the life spring is quite high, which can make white bones grow muscles and increase the source of life.

There are two figures in the space.

One of his eyes is closed, sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a faint breath. This breath is extremely weak. If you don't investigate carefully, you can't detect it at all, just like a dead person. This is a dignified middle-aged man.

And the other figure is magnificent, and the body is constantly rhythmic, I don't know if it is trembling or something.

This is a teenager.

The strong body of the teenager constantly absorbs the spring of life in the space, and his physical function can be greatly improved.

"Ah...hahaha... Elder, what can you do? What can you do with Mr. Pig? Zhu Zhu's cheerful laughter spread in the space.

After a while, the elder of the divine soldier sneered and said, "What can I do with you? If I can occupy half of your body, I can invade everything I have. Your soul will soon be destroyed, and your body will soon belong to me..."

"Is that right? Dream!"

Zhu Zhu laughed presumptuously and said, "It's up to you? You will never have a chance in your life!"

"Hmm! Cture, but this won't solve your problem!"

"Yes! Your charm is quite powerful, but Master Pig found something very unusual, and this is exactly the key to whether you can really succeed!" Zhu Zhu said coldly.

"Is it?"

"Haha... Are you nervous?"

"Hmm! I'm too lazy to talk to you! God charm, grab his body!" The elder of the divine soldier hummed and tried his best to urge the divine charm to seize Zhu Zhu's body. The war was imminent and extremely tragic. The divine charm had countless branches like branches. These branches constantly penetrated every inch and wisp of Zhu Zhu Zhu's body, attacking and killing cells, absorbing his [source array] and destroying his soul...

The intense pain made Zhu Zhu crazy.

"Haha... Since you don't want to listen, Master Zhu doesn't bother to tell you, but you will regret it... You will regret it..." Zhu Zhu shouted repeatedly, but in fact, he was extremely anxious.

He doesn't know how long it has been, but after the elder of the divine soldier found his [source array] and soul scattered among his body cells, the speed of the divine charm invaded his body extremely fast. He had no ability to resist at all, but later, he did everything he could to weaken the speed of the invasion of the elder of the divine soldier.

But it still can't solve the problem.

The charm of the divine soldier elder is too powerful.

If Zhu Zhu's [source array] is a small sapling, then the divine soldier elder's charm is a towering giant tree.

"Ah..."

Zhu Zhu's sad screams resounded in the inexplicable space.

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"Amazing!" Nanyang couldn't help admiring.

The enemy in front of us is really powerful, the ninth-order saint? This is the ninth-order saint.

As the deputy leader of the Wuhuatang Wuhua Group, his cultivation is not high, so he is perfect in the supreme realm and touches the holy land.

It is not that there are no saints in the Wuhua regiment. The head of the regiment, Wan Tianbo, is a second-order saint, and there are ten first-order saints. The reason why he can become the deputy leader is not because of his cultivation, but because of his tactics.

Good, tactical.

Wuhua Corps is a legion that can enter the top ten of the Xuantian Legion. It is famous for its fierce battle array and weird tactics in Xuantian.

"Fad commander, what is the ninth level?" Nanyang bit his lip, and the severe pain and the smell of blood restored him.

Wan Tianbo's face was also full of fatigue: "The fifth!"

"It's only the fifth?" Nanyang's face was ugly, "How can that work? Wuhua Second Regiment has been very arrogant recently. If our record is not as good as them today, we will definitely face the punishment of the Lord.

"Battle!"

"Battle!"

"Kill!"

Nanyang kept arranging his tactics, and orders were executed orderly and forcefully. Suddenly, the Wuhua regiment became a whole, and its strong combat effectiveness broke out.

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"How is this possible?" Gao Changshan looked at the thousand-person team in front of him in disbelief. He didn't understand why there were only more than ten saints in this team, with the highest cultivation than the second level, and the rest were first-order saints and supreme.

This kind of team is very common among human leaders.

It can be said that there is a big catch in the human leadership meeting.

But now he is very aggrieved. As a ninth-order saint, a senior leader of the human race can't shake this team. How can this be possible? He asked himself over and over again, how could this be possible? What the hell is going on? Is it because he is too weak? Or is the other party really too powerful?

The other party can turn into a sharp blade in an instant, a peerless blade, and a crazy collision with him can suppress him.

And his attack was either directed to other places or scattered by these practitioners, but this was enough to surprise her. Although the number of opponents was 1,000, that is to say, his powerful attack was divided into a thousand... But the full blow of the ninth-order saint, even if it was divided into a thousand, was enough to shake one. The third and fourth-order saint...

But what he saw was not like this at all.

The other party resisted and seemed to be very calm.

This made him feel a little shocked.

How is this possible?

If it weren't for the outbreak of these practitioners, it was indeed the supreme realm, he thought that these guys had hidden their cultivation and suppressed the cultivation of the third and fourth-order saints in the supreme realm.

This is impossible.

"Come again? Gao Changshan, the leader of the human race, will be respected as the ancestor of Changshan no matter what, but I didn't expect to be bullied like this by a rookie today... Kill it! Kill! Kill!"

Gao Changshan watched the other party turn into a whole, like a sharp blade, and the second-order saint was the most horrible part of the sharp blade.

hong...

The battle is imminent.

"Go to hell!" Gao Changshan roared repeatedly, and the three half-king divine soldiers in his hand shook, and three thousand dust suddenly turned into 3,000 cold poisonous snakes and spit out the core.

Sneer...

These dust can penetrate the void and destroy the air, causing a powerful hum between heaven and earth.

The body suspended over the regiment, and Wan Tianbo's eyes, as the most important offensive output, suddenly condensed, his eyes were filled with evil spirits, and the corners of his lips couldn't help hooked up, "The old man finally broke out!"

"array! [ Blade Tianshura Array Map]!"

Wow...

Each of the Wuhua Regiment is a hundred soldiers who have experienced countless life and death. They meticulously carry out the orders of the commander of Wan Tianbo, and the speed is very fast, which is almost the instinct of the body.

They received tactical orders from the deputy regimental commander of Nanshanyang, executed them extremely quickly and effectively, constantly changing their bodies, and constantly transporting their strength to the tokens, Xuanyu and divine soldiers in their hand.

In a moment, the void makes a sharp blade, and the sharp blade becomes rain, and the storm fills every inch of the world.

Sneer...

Three thousand dust wires touched the size of this palm, and even smaller sharp blades were immediately cut, and their power was greatly reduced.

Gao Changshan roared. These three thousand dusts were half-king divine soldiers, which he had sacrificed for hundreds of years, but under the cutting of these sharp blades, they were chopped like tofu.

Fury!

This is no longer a shame that can describe his mood.

This is something that makes him heartbroken and very heartbroken.

"Ah... I'm fighting with you!" Gao Changshan attacked crazily, kept attacking, and all kinds of secrets and methods burst out in his hands. Wuhua's regiment suddenly felt pressure and heavy pressure.

However, these pressures are not enough to crush them.

They have to admit that the ninth-order saint in front of them is the most powerful opponent they have encountered so far. They have strong cultivation, rich fighting experience, and have magic weapons and various secrets, secret methods, and even powerful secret weapons.

But their experience is no less than that of the ninth-order saint.

From the day the regiment was established, they have been the benchmark of Xuantian. They can die, but they can't be defeated.

"Stabilize! Drag him to death!"

Nanshanyang's order sounded in the hearts of all the players. Suddenly, some players took advantage of the gap and began to swallow elixir to restore their strength and repair their injuries, while other team members increased their attack, making the ninth-order saints tired of coping with...

They have too many ways to delay the ninth saint, and there are too many ways to calculate...

"Ah... I'm not convinced... I'm not convinced..."

Gao Changshan was sad and indignant. The senior officials of the human race leaders and the ninth-level saints tasted such a shame today. The divine soldiers were almost half-wasteful, and their bodies were also traumatized.

"No! It can't be delayed any longer!"

Gao Changshan roared repeatedly and retreated.

But the other party seems to have pierced his mind for a long time. He has been prepared for a long time, and the battle array has changed again, dragging him back into the battle circle. He can't escape even if he wants to escape.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Looking at the other party's momentum weakening, Wan Tianbo said in a low voice.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Thousands of roars are like a thousand sharp blades.

In the end, the war ended with the head of Gao Changshan being cut and dying.

Wan Tianbo floated over the battle group, holding the head of Gao Changshan in his hand. "This is the fifth ninth level, but if it goes on like this, we still can't beat the Wuhua Second Team. What should we do?"

The cold sound of Wan Tianbo exploded in the hearts of every team member.

Honor!

This is a matter of honor. Wuhua Group can't lose, absolutely can't lose!

"How about we go and kill a half-king?" Nanyang gritted his teeth.

In today's situation, only when they hunt to the half-king can they beat the Wuhua second team.

"Kill the half king!"

"Kill the half king!"

The team members waved their fists, roared deeply, and their faces turned red.

You must not lose!

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